Life as a Mom, A Homesteader, A Blogger and A Wife.

Recently I left the house and I forgot my cell phone. I realized it when I was right on the border of heading back for it and being too far to make it worth my while. I was headed to meet my Mom and head to Ikea with the girls. I decided to forget the phone and spend a day unplugged. It was almost like a little social experiment. At first I felt anxiety. I mean real life, actual anxiety about not being able to be reached. Then I spent the next few minutes telling myself “you lived without a cell phone, you lived without a cell phone, you can do it again”. I know, I have a problem.

Anyway, I got to the place we were supposed to meet and my Mom (who was ten minutes ahead of me) wasn’t there. Re-enter anxiety. I made a conscious decision that I would wait 15 minutes, if she wasn’t there I would head home for my phone. After 14 minutes she pulled up. She rolled down her window and said “I called you like ten times.” I sheepishly admitted only that I forgot my phone.

We drove to Ikea and I drove while singing along to the radio… and not while making appointments and returning phone calls. I resisted the urge to text Brian with my Mom’s phone and tell him I was phoneless. The more I shopped the less my anxiety took over.

I survived my own little social experiment. I went an entire 6 hours without being connected by my phone or computer. It was oddly freeing. I have survived without a cell phone in the past and I am capable. I didn’t own a cell phone until I was in college. And then it was only a pre-paid phone. Life was fine with only a house phone.

I got home and immediately checked my cell. Other than my Mom, no one had called. :D

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Isn't that great! I too often forget that I was 29 when I got my first cell phone, and now of course I can't live without it? Too funny. I wonder what my daughter won't be able to love without one day.

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Over 8 years we have struggled through 3 IUI's, 6 rounds of IVF, several RE's, hundreds of appointments and the loss of three little angels. Now we find ourselves the proud parents of two perfect little girls and a wonderful little boy!!

Both of our girls struggle with some disabilities but that won't keep us down. Each day has it's own brand of insanity but we love it. Most days I am more monkey wrangler than mother but I do the best I can. Todays goal - getting to tomorrow.